If you throw a rock in Greensboro, you’ll hit a writer. That’s what they say. It’s been that way for a long time. The writer that became O. Henry roamed downtown streets as a teenager and flirted with female students at what is now Greensboro College. The M.F.A....

I am fascinated with words. I am fascinated by people. A literary Festival in Greensboro would let us celebrate both, at the same time, in one place, together. To me, this is not just amazing, but why writing and the telling of stories and exchanging of ideas exists...